Sunday 9 September 2018

Notta Lotta People Know That


He didn't get the conversation
It didn't make much sense 
It wasn't then or yesterday
And lacked the present tense
They spoke of much variety
Keeping distance from dissent
Acknowledging discrepancies
Good-naturedly well-meant
He had a liking for the last word
When with his dying breath
Quietly he closed his eyes
And said "I've talked myself to death"

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